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Well, that took longer than expected. I just got so involved. England's nice this time of year, and I met an interesting fella. Name of Micky Moran. I think you have a lot in common with him, Mr Kent. Though, he kept saying stuff about kimonos (he pronounced it 'kimota,' probably because of his accent.) I never figured him out, but that's what made him interesting. I'm back now, anyway.
Unfortunately, I'm only back in Gotham because, ah, I got in a bit of a scrape. Over there. Long story short, I was stabbed. I'm the first to admit I didn't stand a chance. Christ, that was smart of me. I just did something stupid in the heat of the moment... I keep forgetting that people can have superpowers here. Nothing's what it seems to be. Luckily, Mr. Moran was on hand to help me out, and since I didn't want to burden the NHS, I just hopped back on the plane.
I'm fine. The blade missed my vitals.
So, how are things back here? I see that Mr Luthor is a, uh, cat. What? How?
...I won't ask. I'm sick of all this magic-superpower-weird nonsense.
Unfortunately, I'm only back in Gotham because, ah, I got in a bit of a scrape. Over there. Long story short, I was stabbed. I'm the first to admit I didn't stand a chance. Christ, that was smart of me. I just did something stupid in the heat of the moment... I keep forgetting that people can have superpowers here. Nothing's what it seems to be. Luckily, Mr. Moran was on hand to help me out, and since I didn't want to burden the NHS, I just hopped back on the plane.
I'm fine. The blade missed my vitals.
So, how are things back here? I see that Mr Luthor is a, uh, cat. What? How?
...I won't ask. I'm sick of all this magic-superpower-weird nonsense.